Her height is 5.7 or something around it with good assets which make any guy to fall for her.It all happened few months back someone tried witching on...our family so we were not able to sleep at night next day morning mom was in full tension by that Swathi came to my house and they both were chit chatting suddenly mom told about the experience to Swathi later she told you people can stay in our house that night we planned to stay in their house it’s just 5 min walk able distance from my house so. I was tall at 5 foot 8 and slender as a reed with the kind of breasts that only 18 year olds have. My hair was light blond, very long and straight. I wore it hippie style with two thick strands pulled back from my forehead in a loose sort of headband. I often tucked flowers in my hair even. When I see old pictures of myself, I look I belong on a Norwegian tourist poster. I was the perfect pretty blonde hippy chick.The Summer of Love meant sex too. My introduction to the new attitude about sex. 'Hey'She looked at me for a second.'You wanna make some extra money?'She shook her head and continued looking straight ahead.'You sure?'She nodded.I stopped and turned the other way.I tooked a few steps in the other direction, but changed my mind. I turned round and looked back at her. Young girl, walking by herself late at night. Isn't that how all good ****s start? I decided to follow her, perhaps walk next to her and chat. Who knows what might happen if she turned off the lighted streets and. Daadee ordered both girls to freshen up as she gave instructions to the cook about the dinner. The head maid showed the girls their individual bedroom suites. Daadu was instructed to find his best red and white wine for dinner.Soon girls were down fresh after a shower smelling of fragrant soap and mild perfume. Neelima kissed their grandmother as Manavi sat close to their grandfather and soon snuggled into his arms with her face on his wide chest.The drinks were poured and the loving four.